Caltrain Candy Man and the Best Compliment


Photo by Julie Michelle of i live here: SF

Ed. note: Silvi Alcivar of The Poetry Store told this story on stage at Muni Diaries Live! last Friday. If you missed her and her beautiful typewriter at the show, here is her story. She was also featured on SFGate this week. Oh, and yes, we take Caltrain and BART stories, too! You can find the rest of Caltrain stories on this page and on our @caltraindiaries Twitter feed.

I was having a terrible morning. Not only did I have to get up at 6:30am after about a week of way too little sleep, I had to get up and get on my bike, to get to Caltrain, to go to Menlo Park to get my boobs squished in a machine. Why did I have to go all the way to Menlo Park for my annual mammogram? Because I’m a poet, and poet’s don’t have health insurance, at least I don’t, and the free breast screening program I’m enrolled in meant I had to venture out of the city if I wanted to make sure my boobs were cancer free.

Not only did this feel like a hassle, I was also so broke that I almost couldn’t justify paying $12 for a day pass. I thought maybe I could get by without one, but I didn’t want to chance it, so I dished out $12 I felt like I didn’t have.

Thanks to the timeliness of Caltrain, I arrived at my appointment proud of myself for being half an hour early. I’m never early. Ever. When I went to lock up my bike, crap! I didn’t have my lock. I walked in, bike in tow, and a man appeared out of nowhere and started ushering me and my bike out. “No, no bikes in here, just leave it out there.” He pointed to a far away space not within easy eyeshot of anyone, let alone me, who was going to be in another room, getting her boobs squished in a machine. “Look,” I told him, “this bike is worth more money than I have right now. I can’t risk anything happening to it.” He gave me a look that told me he obviously was not a bike commuter, or even a bike commute appreciator. I begged the receptionist and finally she let me leave my bike right outside the door.

When I went to check in, sure enough, they had no record of my appointment. In fact, the receptionist informed me, “But we don’t do mammograms here.” A phone call or two later it turned out I was sent the wrong paper work and sent to the wrong place. A woman on the phone told me, “Your appointment is actually in San Mateo in 10 minutes.” “I’m on my bike,” I told her, “and on Caltrain, there’s no way I can’t make it.” She offered to pay for a cab. I was so frustrated and disappointed I couldn’t even talk because if I talked I was going to cry. She asked if I wanted to reschedule and I choked out, “Not. Right. Now.” Then I retrieved my bike from the place it remained perfectly safe and I headed back to Caltrain.

Of course, when I got there, I had just missed the SF train and had to wait. When finally I got on, all I wanted to do was close my eyes and disappear. Lucky for me, no such thing happened. It was about 10 a.m. or so and the bike car was virtually empty, but of course, some guy decided to sit right in front of me. Read more

Hella Hot Again at Muni Diaries Live


Photo by Flickr user Chipmonkey

More than 100 of you spent Friday night with us, doubling over laughing at BART driver Kelly Beardsley’s impersonation of a hapless German tourist and singing along to McPuzo and Trotsky’s 38 Geary song. For those of you who didn’t make it to the hot Make-Out Room that night (or couldn’t make it in due to capacity reasons – our apologies), let me give you a little taste of the ridiculously fun night.

Our favorite burlesque cheerleading squad, The Cock-Ts, kicked off our third spoken word party at the Make-Out Room with Muni cheers written especially for us. Their misguided counselor, Coach Chester, had a few faux-‘stache malfunctions, but that didn’t faze varsity cheerleaders EZ-Martini, Dizzy Disaster, and Lil Biscuit.


Photo by Flickr user Chipmonkey

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Recap! Muni Diaries Live! Under the Influence

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BART train operator Kelly Beardsley shares a story about a particularly wacky night on the job. Photo by Troy Holden

Were you under the influence on Friday night somewhere other than the Make-Out Room? Man, you missed one big party, our second spoken-word event, Muni Diaries Live! Under the Influence! Much like our last show, we packed the Make-Out Room, heard some awesome stories and cheered Muni on with the incomparable Cock-T’s! And you won’t believe who showed up in a vintage transit costume. But you’ll have to read the rest to find out. Read more

Win a Prize from Good Vibrations!

Sex Toys
Photo by Flickr user bionyce

In case you’re still searching for inspiration for our first erotic short-fiction contest (“How did the condom end up on the bus?“), here’s some exciting news to get your quill dipped in ink: a goodie bag from Good Vibrations!

Yes, the awesome folks who brought you the Good Vibrations Guide To Sex, the Indie Erotic Film Festival, and of course many delightful naughty toys, are giving away a goodie bag to our contest winner! So stop being bashful, get those creative juices flowin’, and send us 250 words’ worth of your best hypothesis on how the condom ended up on Muni.

If you think our favorite mode of transportation doesn’t jive well with “business time,” consider this:

– Perhaps you’ve been flirting with the handsome stranger sitting next to you on the N when the train pulls an emergency stop underground, all lights go off, and you feel a hand on your thigh…
– Or perhaps you and your new girl had a couple of drinks one night and decided to scale the fence of the Muni yard, where you found an unlocked bus and got down to business, only to be discovered by the security guard, who decides that…
– Maybe you’re coming back home from a late late night at the office on an empty bus, and the bus driver, who looks surprisingly like Clive Owen, asked you if it’s ok to take a shortcut to your stop…

Well, you tell us the rest 😉

So let us know, in 250 words or less by Oct. 28, how you think the condom ended up on the bus. We will read the winning entry and award the prize at the next Muni Diaries spoken-word party on Oct. 30.

To jog your memory, here are the real pictures that prompted this contest:

Exhibit A: a cherry condom and a cherry cough drop nestled in the corner of the door of the 21.

Exhibit B: a used (we think) love glove hanging off of the ceiling (!) of the 47.

Exhibit C: lonely Jimmy Hat chillin’ across the seat on the T-Third (via plug1).

What steamy scenarios could have possibly led to these pictures? We eagerly await your imaginative prose …

Muni Diaries Live! Under the Influence at the Make-Out Room 10.30.09

Yes, we’re at it again, getting our spoken-word party on at the Make-Out Room on Friday, Oct. 30! If you joined us for our first party, you know that Muni Diaries is best enjoyed with a live audience, under the influence of the fine libations at the Make-Out Room.

Last time we sang along to a Muni sea shanty, re-enacted some cringe-worthy moments on the bus, and manned hand puppets for your entertainment (by the way, who kept that penis puppet?). This time we aim to have just as much spoken-word fun and even throw in some live music inspired by our transit system. And we’ll have more seats and hope for a cooler climate this time around.

This party will be happening on the day before Halloween, so don’t be shy if you want to come dressed in your best duds — extra credit for transit-related costumes!

So, if you’ve got a Muni or BART tale (yep, BART counts this time, too) to share, or music, art, photography, or video inspired by Muni or BART and would like to join the lineup, email us asap.

Muni Diaries Live! Under the Influence

Friday, October 30, 7:30 p.m. to 9:30 p.m. No cover!

Make-Out Room — 3225 22nd Street
Routes serving the area: BART 24th St. Station, 12, 14, 22, 26, 33, 48, 49, 67
Email us to join the lineup: muni.diaries.sf@gmail.com
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In Case You Missed Friday’s Penis Puppet Show


Photo by Stuart Dixon

We are still on a high from Friday’s Riders with Drinks, where so many of you came out that the Make-Out Room had to call for backup bartenders! We are speechless about the great energy from our performers and audience. We’ve got more Muni stories in the bag, but before we move on with the week, here is a little recap of the hot, hilarious, and awesome night at Riders with Drinks.

If you were there on Friday, you know that we closed the show with some homemade sock puppet re-enactment of the “Penis in public” story. Pictures of the puppets and other hilarity after the jump.
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